Stay Ballin’

[Intro]
Oh you motherfuckers, haha ok
Alright
Yeah, uh huh
Nigga, we straight ballin'
King Kong ain't got shit on me!
Uh, nigga
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)
Sir James bitch, Sir James bitch, Sir James bitch
Uh, we stay ballin'
"I find your lack of faith disturbing"

[Verse 1]
I'm up before the sunrise first to hit the block
Lil bad muthafucka wit' a pocket full of rocks
Learn to throw them thangs, get my skinny little, ass kicked
And niggas laugh til the first, muthafucka got blasted
I put the nigga in his casket, now they coverin' the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular, fuck, when it count
I'm tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
And get ghost on the 5-0, fuck them hoes
Got a .45 screamin' out survivor
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some yayo
Holla one time when I say, so
Don't wanna go to the pen I'm hit lenses
Narcs on the niggas backs, missin me by, inches
They say "How do you survive weighin' 165 in the city where the skinny niggas die"
Tell momma don't, cry, even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a real G
We stay ballin'

[Interlude]
Uh, there it is
Diamond Cutz, 2006
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)
Rest in peace, 2pac
Woo, nigga

[Chorus]
We stay ballin', uh
You can't fuck wit' a thug nigga
Stay ballin'
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)

[Verse 2]
Still on parole, and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it
I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin'
Kinda boomin' round the way, and today I make a killin'
Dressin' down like a villain, but only on the block
This a clever disguise, to keep me runnin' from the cops
I'm gettin' high, think I'll die if I get no ends
I'm in the bucket but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz
I hit the street and let my music bump
Drinkin' liquor and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money, than live poor and legal
And I'll sling another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I need money in a major way, time to fuck my bee-yotch
And gettin' paid
You was the muthafucka callin, but me and my Diamond Cut thugs niggas
Dog, we stay ballin'
There it is, nigga

[Chorus]
We stay ballin'
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)
Stay ballin'
We stay ballin'
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)

[Verse 3]
Damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga do
So watch a young muthafucka pull a trigger too
Blaze up, but don't let 'em see you cry
Dry yo' eyes young nigga time to do or die
I keep a pistol in my pocket, ready, for the block
Ain't no time for a nigga to even cough, shit
And now they seen a muthafucka be pain
And point blank range, 'cause he slept on the game
Ain't a damn thang changed, shame that he dies
Now I roll 'em if I can't stand pain, better hold 'em
'Cause ain't no tellin' what you might roll
You might go, catch AIDs from a slight cold, nigga
You best to live your life to the fullest
You niggas actin' hard gotta pistol muthafucka, better
Pull it, 'cause even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a real G
I stay ballin'
Nigga, that's what it is
Diamond Cutz forever, Lavel

[Chorus]
I stay ballin'
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)
I stay ballin'
Uh, they can't fuck wit' us thug niggas
They stay ballin'
(I'm just living and a lovin', Waiting for the moment, When you've got time to kill)

[Verse 4]
To my niggas in the penitentiary, loc up
Like a muthafucka when they mention me
'Cause you fuckin' with The Realist muthafucka ever born
And once again it's on, I'm bustin' on these bitches 'til they gone
Who the hell can you get to stop me, I'm in the east side parlayin' wit' my posse
Keep my Glock cocked nigga 'cause they all shady
I finally made it now these jealous bitches tryin' to fade me
I ain't goin' out I'd rather blast back
I'm on the corner wit' my niggas watchin' cash stack
And I came up a long way from food stamps
And takin' shit from these low-life ghetto tramps
Could you blame if they swept me and I open fire
What could I do, pull a trigga watch my nigga die
I'm representin' to the fullest, give a devil slugs
I'm on the block slingin' drugs with the young thugs
And muthafucka we be ballin'